Raindrop Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Raindrop
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I extend my hand to catch a drop
To move it on palm and make it stop
It lends me its coldness and I feel good
A child is born in me shunning adulthood
I go on playing till its time to stop and move
To stare at the old man whom nobody cares to love
@Tiku 10/06/2015
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: hurt
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5/7/2024 10:31:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It lends me its coldness and I feel good........ Actually water drop has the quality of coldness. We should bear this quality. Very nicely envisioned. A didactic poem I like most, Thanks for sharing.